martes, 15 de abril de 2014
Last night i tried to float but i got stuck in my head. There were people next to me and they spoke a language of dispair and laughed the laugh of madness. And there i was, my legs waving in the air reaching for the surface, and an anchor of thought on the other end, tied to the bed. I woke up asking for god's help, crying a cry of dispair and speaking the language of madness.